Matt Costa - Mr Pitiful lyrics

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Oh Mr. Pit--oh Mr. Pit--

Mr. Pitiful, who let you down?

Who let you down, who let you down?

You still don't believe, you don't believe

You don't believe, and your grievances show

When your soap box unfolds

But please, come down

From that cloud your sitting on

I don't expect you to admit that you were wrong

Just wanna know how you've been

And don't make me feel bad that we're still friends

Mulling it over in my bed

I hope that you see through your picket

I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence

To make amends

And still be friends

Still be my friend

So where did you go, where did you go?

Where did you go, while I was out?

While I was out, while I was out?

Well, I don't believe, I don't believe

I don't believe everything I see

And if you don't like the movie, then quit acting

But please, come down

From that cloud your sitting on

I don't expect you to admit that you were wrong

Just wanna know how you've been

And don't make me feel bad that we're still friends

Mulling it over in my bed

I hope that you see through your picket

I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence

To make amends

And still be friends

Still be friends

Still be my friend

Still be my friend

Still be my friend